Life’s a beach.
I will never tire of basking in your sunny and sandy glory.
By the beach, I lie on a chair under the palm trees.
By the beach, I watch the sun set, flood colors and cast shadows on the landscape.
By the beach, I come to rest after frolicking in your surf.
I will keep coming back.
Willy’s Rock in Boracay
Boracay will always be my favorite retreat. Most see it as an island of raucous parties and hot bodies. My own parents for one think this island has all kinds of people and risks.
But for me, I take refuge in a tucked away portion of White Beach. Away from the hustle, bustle and noise of D’ Mall, Station 2 and Station 3, my hideaway is Blue Waves Beach House. The four-room beachfront resort is sandwiched along the high-end strip of Fridays, Discovery Shores and Pearl of the Pacific. Its location at the northern end of Station 1 plus its affordable rates made it my best choice for a tranquil and laidback break.
From my room (which incidentally was the same room we had when we first stayed there in 2005), only a glass sliding door with pretty curtains separates me from the blue skies, the powdery white sand and the gentle lapping of the waves.
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